Are wild animals afraid of fire?
This is a quite interesting question.
Gortai shook his head and expressed a different opinion. "Not all beasts are afraid of fire. Some beasts are even curious about fire, not to mention that fire-attributed monsters are naturally close to fire sources."
Marcus thought, "I think this method may not work. Of course, beasts with small torches will not be afraid, but with the fire burning on Pine branches, I believe that even fire-attribute monsters will not want to get close. The Pine branches cut down by the logging team are not of great value, and what we want is the trunk."
The discussion revolved around lighting the fire for a full quarter of an hour.
Then Blair added, "We can let the hunters in the town join in felling the trees and let them set up traps around them. It may not be possible to deal with the monsters, but at least it can serve as an early warning. Coupled with the fire, I believe it will be enough to ensure the safety of the serfs in the logging team."
The final decision was made by Liszt: "Fires and traps are measures worth trying, but don't ignore one of Flower Town's crops."
"What crop?" Everyone was curious.
"Smoke-Cured Grass."
"Smoke-Cured Grass? Oh my god, how could you forget this terrible grass?" Gortai immediately danced exaggeratedly, "I firmly believe that as long as you light a little Smoke-Cured Grass, even a dragon will be smoked away. The smell... the smell of Liszt when you were burning in the milk farm is still fresh in my memory!"
The dragon will not be smoked away, on the contrary, it will be attracted.
Liszt narrowed his eyes slightly. He looked at Gortai's expression and was convinced that the other party was just mentioning this matter unconsciously and was not asking for details.
On the day of Invisible Dragon's invasion, the burning of Smoke-Cured Grass, the slaughter of cows in the dairy farm, the destroyed beacon tower, and the high-pitched and sharp dragon roar were all confusing to others.
But Liszt said, don't ask.
So they can only suppress these doubts in their hearts until they forget them.
"I am also convinced of this. When I was studying Smoke-Cured Grass, I applied a little Smoke-Cured Grass juice on Green Rabbit's nose. Green Rabbit suffered from this for two days and almost fell ill." Isaiah nodded in agreement. Green Rabbit was his mount, a green horse.
"So..."
Liszt put down his knife and fork, wiped his mouth, and stopped eating. "Flame, trap and Smoke-Cured Grass, these three measures protect the logging team and ensure that the monsters cannot harm anyone. In this work, Teacher Gortai and Teacher Marcus, you will cooperate with each other to ensure that nothing goes wrong."
"Yes, sir!" Marcus took the order.
Gortai also nodded quickly. "Leave it to me, Liszt."
Liszt mentioned by the way. "In addition, we finally found the value of Smoke-Cured Grass, so I decided to cultivate the area of Smoke-Cured Grass to the north of Flower Farm and expand the scale of Smoke-Cured Grass's planting. Teacher Gortai, you need to come up with a plan and implement it as soon as possible."
"Perhaps we have not reclaimed enough wasteland." Gortai said hesitantly, "The number of serfs is seriously lacking. Originally there were not many serfs, so Oyster Hamlet transferred a group of serfs. The logging team, road construction team, apprentices from small town shops, and even the knight squad and castle servants all transferred a lot of serfs."
He stretched out his hand and counted them one by one with his fingers. "Corn Grass, corn fields, Tulip... and the large amount of seeds you traded, Sweetheart Vegetable, kohlrabi, onions, coriander, etc., all need serfs to grow them. I think at least a thousand serfs need to be added."
There were no agricultural tools, so the method of reclaiming wasteland was slash-and-burn cultivation.
Farming is a work that consumes a lot of energy and requires many serfs to maintain the normal growth of crops and vegetables. If there are not enough serfs, the fields cannot be planted.
"If planting is mechanized, a dozen people can plant all the fields of Flower Town."
Liszt often fantasizes about leading Flower Town into the farming mode of an American farmer, with large machinery driving in the endless farmland.
But this can only be a fantasy, the current Flower Town doesn't even have a few shovels or hoes.
Therefore, he did not force Gortai to expand planting quickly. "Then come up with a plan first, divide the acres of land, and then start planting when the manpower is sufficient."
"As you wish."
Logging site.
More than thirty lumberjacks worked in groups of two and used axes to cut down large trees. It must be said that the serfs who had been doing heavy work all year round were very strong and the tree cutting efficiency was quite good.
Liszt was riding on Li Dragon Horse, patrolling slowly.
On the other side, Marcus was leading a team of knights, constantly picking up cut Pine branches and dragging them to three fires in the woods. The fires lit up raging Big Bear fires, forming a triangle to protect the logging site.
There are hunters making traps outside the fire.
Occasionally, you can hear the chirping of birds deep in the woods. There is no dangerous atmosphere, only lively scenes. But Liszt does not relax at all. Smoke Mission's prompt is very obvious, there will be monsters attacking the logging site. But I don't know when this invasion will happen.
"Warcraft, I came to Flower Town and already killed two of them."
There was a Violent Earth Dog that had just given birth and had not yet recovered its strength, and a Wind Peregrine Falcon that had fought with Fruit-Stealing Monkey until it was exhausted, but neither of them had a very fierce battle, so it was just a form of picking up the pieces.
Wind Blade Wolf, the only one who had a head-on conflict, just made a false shot and escaped into Thorn Ridge.
He is now looking forward to the upcoming invasion of Warcraft. This time, he doesn't know what kind of Warcraft he will encounter, whether there will be a battle, and whether he can kill another Warcraft - the taste of Warcraft meat is much better than that of ordinary beasts, and it is also Magic Power nourishing and Liszt loves it.
The sun was shining brightly and there was no breeze. Even under the shade of a tree, it didn't feel very cool.
The fire-attribute fighting spirit was flowing in his meridians. He put his hand on the hilt of Red Blood Sword's sword and looked past the mottled shadows on the ground. He felt that his fighting spirit was boiling now.
With his personal style, it is estimated that it will be difficult to go to the battlefield to carry out a knight charge. If you want to show the heroic posture of a noble, you can probably only find it in Warcraft - in such a crowded environment, well prepared, and with Marcus assisting, wouldn't it be the best opportunity to perform?
"Warcraft, come here quickly, my sword is already thirsty!"
Ugh!
He suddenly pulled out half of the Red Blood Sword, wanting to pull it out and play with it twice, but felt it was not serious enough, so he was about to insert it back in. But at this moment, through the "crackling" sound of the Pine branch being burned, a slightly abrupt "bang" sound came from the distance, which quickly attracted his attention.
Marcus, who was also patrolling the surroundings, obviously noticed this movement and shouted softly, "Alert!"
Pull out the short gun and approach the direction of the sound.
Liszt holds the hilt of Red Blood Sword tightly, the sapphire blue pupils in his eyes rotate like whirlpools, Magic Eye has already been cast.
Soon, he saw faint traces of Magic Power in several places in the grass.
After a quick scan, he recognized that there were three monsters in total!
"Marcus, come back!" Liszt pulled out Red Blood Sword and shouted loudly, "There are three monsters fifty meters ahead!"